#ive changed since this was made that is for sure...

[clarkeysbedchem]

white lace teasing

arthur hill x fem reader x george clarke

summary: george and arthur insist on coming to a photoshoot with you, only to be met with a surprise.

warnings: mature content (18+ only)

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a/n: i fear i might’ve got a little carried away… anyways everyone say thank you mitchie for this request bc i loved it <333

content warnings: threesome, cream-pie, oral (f recieving), fingering, unprotected sex - if ive missed any let me know

You had accomplished a lot in your career as a content creator, and you were proud of each accomplishment. From brand deals to paid partnerships, to appearing reality tv shows, you were proud of it all. But this felt different. This was the moment everything had led up to.

Being the face of the Skims summer collection.

Not a just brand campaign. Not a silly little YouTube thumbnail. A full production level photoshoot for a lingerie line. And you were going to be on the forefront of it. You had been practically vibrating with excitement ever since the offer came through.

And of course, when you told Arthur and George, two of your best mates, they practically demanded to come with you.

“We’re literally your biggest supporters,” George said.

Arthur added, “Yeah, we need to be there to hype you up.”

So, they joined you. Not knowing what kind of shoot they were walking into. They assumed that it was just for the clothing, it never crossed their minds that you’d be modelling in sheer lingerie for the world to see.

And that made it all the better.

Because the second you stepped out of hair and makeup wearing a sheer babydoll dress, your tits showing through the fabric and the faint outline of the beige thong you had been given peeking out, the room shifted. It wasn’t just the production crew that fell silent, but so did Arthur and George.

You watched them shifting in their seats, both trying so hard to not to gape at you.

But the way your body moved with ease under the photographer’s direction – arching here, turning there, eyes sultry, lips parted – you could feel their eyes burning into your skin. Every so often, you let your gaze flicker to the corner of the studio where your boys sat and they were frozen, lips parted, eyes glued to you like they weren’t sure whether to be concerned, impressed, or aroused.

By the end of the shoot, you felt like you were on cloud nine. Even with your normal clothes back on and makeup still perfect from the artists, you felt unstoppable. So with the lingerie packed neatly in a branded tote bag, you made your way back to the boy's flat with George and Arthur following a few paces behind you, both of them uncharacteristically quiet.

And when you got to the flat, things didn’t change. They both sat stiff on the couch fidgeting and refusing to look at you.

They were avoiding eye contact like the plague, every time you spoke to them, they’d flinch away as if you were diseased, or maybe it was because they had just seen every inch of your body wrapped in lace and silk.

So, you did what you do best, and you teased them.

Soft, light touches when you would walk past them on the sofa. A slight wiggle of your hips when you bent over to grab your phone from the floor, knowing exactly what they can see from that angle. When you flopped down on the sofa, you draped your bare legs over their thighs feeling them harden and squirm.

Then an idea hit you.

You pushed yourself up from the sofa, grabbing the tote bag from the table and holding it up with a grin, “Hey,” you cooed sweetly, “Wanna help me pick which set looked best on me?”

Arthur choked on his drink spluttering it everywhere looking like a dear in headlights, and George looked over at you wide-eyed.

“What?”

“C’mon,” you grinned, already walking toward the hallway, “Be honest. I value your feedback. I trust you.”

Neither of them spoke as you disappeared down the hall clicking the door closed behind you. Within a few minutes, you re-emerged wearing the first set: a white satin slip with lace frilling the edges as it hugged your curves like a second skin.

You twirled slowly for them, “Well?”

All Arthur could do was stare in awe. George blinked slowly rolling his tongue over his lips leaning back into the couch (not so) subtly bringing a cushion onto his lap.

“Jesus Christ,” Arthur muttered under his breath, dragging his hand over his face.

You smiled at them, moving your hips slightly, “Is that a yes?”

Both of the boys nodded instantly, their eyes devouring your figure as you spun around making your way back to Arthur’s room.

You changed again. And again. Each time coming out bolder, more confident, slower in your steps, watching their reactions as if it was the only thing that mattered – because it was.

Then you stepped out in the softest baby pink set. A cropped corset that hugged your tits deliciously and a string thong that left very little to the boy's imagination. You looked so delicate and sweet and deceptively innocent as you bounced over to them, making your way to Arthur first.

You slotted yourself between his legs where he was sprawled out on the sofa. His eyes glued on your thighs, your chest, anywhere but your face.

“Feel how soft this one is,” you muttered, reaching for his hand and guiding it upward.

His palm cupped around your breast through the fabric. His touch hesitant and warm.

He froze under you, “Y-Yeah, that’s, that’s really soft,” he stuttered, voice cracking halfway through.

You leaned in closer, lips brushing his cheek before you pulled back turning to George,

“Want to feel too?” you asked coyly.

He nodded, his jaw bit tight and eyes dark.

You grabbed his hand too, bring it to your waist this time, guiding his fingers over the lace trim.

He exhaled a sharp breath, “Yeah. Fuck.”

Then, without another word, you skipped away down the hall to grab the next set.

Behind you, in the silence of the living room, Arthur and George just sat there, staring at each other.

“What the actual fuck,” Arthur muttered.

George’s hand pulled through his hair, “We’re in so much trouble.”

You didn’t even think twice before putting on the next set you had laid out. Yeah, you could’ve chose something a little safer – but where was the fun in that?

Instead, you stepped into the white lace bodysuit, spinning slightly in the full-length mirror in the corner of Arthur’s room. The piece was basically transparent, the fabric so fine that every inch of you was on display. It was the kind of piece you used to look at and wonder if you would ever have the confidence to wear it.

But now? You weren’t just wearing it; it was like it was made for you.

You sauntered out of the bedroom casually, feet padding on their wooden floor, as if this was something you did on a day-to-day basis. The boys looked up lazily at first expecting another slow twirl, another smirk.

But when they saw what you were wearing?

Arthur blinked hard, straightening up gawking at you. George’s posture straightened, his hands gripping onto his jeans. Their eyes dragging down getting lower before they both even realised what they were looking at.

“Holy.” Arthur choked.

George cursed under his breath.

You didn’t say a word as you padded silently across the room, eyes half-lidded. Carefully, you slid yourself right onto the edge of the couch, propping yourself between them.

One hand reaches out for Arthur. The other for George.

They both gave in instantly.

You guided them down your body, slowly and deliberately, over your hips, letting their fingertips brush the lace, teasing them closer and closer until they felt exactly what they were missing.

No barrier. Nothing stopping them.

You hear the sharp inhale that George tried to conceal. You felt Arthur’s fingers twitch against your folds. Their hands now cupped right between your legs, and the tension in the room growing unbearable.

You exhaled like this was the most normal thing in the world, “Thoughts?”

Neither one of them moved.

They were too enamored by you, their hands frozen in place, completely undone by how effortlessly you had flipped the dynamic on them.

“We could do like our own photoshoot,” you suggested, voice low and smooth as you leaned into them “Or video shoot. Y’know Just the three of us?”

Arthur groaned, the sound coming out low and strained, “You’re gonna kill us.”

George’s eyes were screwed tight as he spoke, “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

You smiled sweetly, tilting your head, “Don’t I?”

You pulled away, leaving both their hands empty and cold, slowly rising to your feet, hips swaying as you headed back down the hallway once again.

This time, you didn’t close the door all the way, leaving it open slightly.

And when you glanced back at them over your shoulder, watching the boys sit completely still their hands clenched at they sides, eyes locked on the hallway like they were debating whether they should follow you.

Whether they should cross the line that none of you will come back from.

God, you hoped that they would.

A few seconds had passed, a few incoherent murmurs were heard from the living room and then you heard the soft creak of the couch and quiet footsteps echoing down the hall, a slow smile curved onto your lips.

They followed you. Of course they did.

You were stood in the middle of Arthur’s bedroom, back to the door, still dressed in that white lace bodysuit. The light from the hallway shone a gentle glow across the room, spilling in just enough to illuminate your bare skin, making you glow like a warning sign.

You didn’t turn to face them when the door clicked shut, “Couldn’t stay away, hm?” you teased, softly reaching up to slip the thin straps down your shoulders.

There was a pause.

Then Arthur’s voice, thick and low: “Not a fucking chance.”

You felt George before could you see him, his fingers brushing lightly over your bare shoulders, sliding the straps down your arms. His breath fanning against your neck sending a shudder through your core.

“You have no idea what you’ve just started,” he muttered.

“Maybe I do,” you whispered back, leaning into his touch just enough to provoke him.

Arthur appeared in front you in seconds, both of them crowding you. His hands finding your hips in a firm and controlling grip. George grabbed your jaw moving your head to face him, your glistening eyes locking on his dark ones, before following along the line of his tight jaw.

A hiss fell from your lips as his fingers brushed your inner thigh just beneath the edge of lace.

“You’ve been driving us mad,” Arthur murmured into the skin of your collarbone, his voice thick with need.

“Fucking mental,” George adds, his touch climbing higher.

You look between them, breath shaky but eyes lit with a fire.

“Then do something about it.”

George’s mouth crashed onto yours in a hungry unrelenting kiss, while Arthur dragged his hands up your stomach, finding your breast again, his touch more confident this time as his fingers curled around the plush skin like it belonged to him. You moaned into George’s mouth, knees starting to buckle under the electricity passing between the three of you.

They guided you back to the bed. George’s hands never leaving the backs of your thighs, Arthur’s lips attacking every inch of your neck. You fell back against the pillows with a soft laugh, flushed and trembling as they took a step back, only for a second, so they could admire you.

Dressed in lace, legs parted, eyes begging for them.

“Holy fuck,” Arthur cursed, completely breathless, “You’re perfect.”

George exhaled, hands already tugging off his shirt, “You’re gonna ruin us.”

You smiled pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, dragging your finger down your sternum, “Good.”

And when they move again it was a shared hunger that melded with their quiet desperation. Arthur leaned down kissing you deeply savouring every second swallowing your sounds as George’s calloused hands slide between your thighs. Every touch felt like they had both been waiting for this moment far longer than they’ll ever admit.

They weren’t holding back anymore.

Arthur’s mouth was everywhere. Your jaw, your collarbone, your shoulder leaving a trail of marks and heat in his wake. His fingers gripped your waist harshly, and you knew it would bruise but you didn’t care. The feeling of him being this close sent your stomach in a whirlwind. And Arthur couldn’t quite believe you were real, spread beneath him like this, letting him do whatever he pleased.

George’s movements were slower, more deliberate, trailing sweet kisses down your thigh, looking up at you watching every slight change in your expression like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Their hands met on occasion, overlapping on your skin, brushing, squeezing in silent frustration that they weren’t alone with you. And yet, neither one moved to stop the other.

It was messy. It was overwhelming. It was perfect.

“Fuck,” George muttered as he finally peeled away the lace at your hips, exposing your glistening heat. His breath hitched audibly, and Arthur’s fingers flexed against your stomach like he was physically restraining himself from diving in first.

“You sure about this?” Arthur’s voice cracked at the edges, concern bleeding through.

You nodded, breathless, “I want you. Both of you.”

George dove without hesitation, tongue hot and skilled as he lapped against you like a man starving. Your thighs tried to close on instinct, but Arthur held them open, his hands firm around your knee, eyes watching every flick of George’s tongue with a dark kind of fascination.

You cried out, hips rolling, overwhelmed by the sensations. Arthur hushed you with a kiss, swallowing your moans while his hands slid up your chest palming your breasts again, his thumbs grazing your nipples until they peaked and a whimper escaped your throat.

“Beautiful,” he whispered against your mouth, “So fucking beautiful.”

George pulled back just long enough to growl, “She tastes like heaven.”

Your hand slid down, desperate to touch something, anything, but Arthur caught your wrists, pinning them to the mattress with a knowing smirk.

“Nuh uh. You don’t get to take control now,” he said, eyes brimmed with lust, “You’ve had your fun teasing us. Now it’s our turn.”

You whimpered, arching your back, your body trembling beneath their touch as they overwhelmed you from both sides. George’s hand joined his tongue, sliding two fingers inside you, curling perfectly in you while his other hand gripped your thigh, anchoring you.

Arthur leaned in close, licking a slow, hot stripe along your neck, “You gonna cum for us, pretty girl?”

You were already close. Too close.

Every word, every touch, every flicker of breath was pulling you closer and closer, their hands and mouths worshipping every part of you.

And then you finally came.

Body trembling in Arthur’s arms, moans ripping from your throat as your eyes squeezed shut. George had no intention in stopping. Arthur pressed sweet kisses to your temple murmuring praises, his hand brushing sweaty strands of hair from your face as George worked you through every wave of pleasure until you were limp beneath them.

You barely had time to come back around before Arthur was stood undoing his belt, George rising beside him and pushing off the rest of his own clothes.

Your eyes widened slightly, lips parting letting scattered breaths fall as you watched both of them. Every movement so familiar, yet so devastatingly hot as they undressed in front of you.

Arthur crawled over you, his body flush against yours, the heat of him impossible to ignore. “You ready, love?” he whispered against your lips, breath hitching as your thighs wrapped around his waist.

George’s voice came from beside you, deeper now, almost possessive: “You’re gonna be a good girl for us and let us both fuck you?”

Your breath caught in your throat at his words, at the way his voice engraved into your brain. The way he said it like it was a promise and a threat in one. You nodded, eyes wide, your voice barely above a whisper, “Yes, please. I want you. I want both of you.”

Arthur groaned, like he had been holding back, like something primal had released in him. He dropped his forehead to yours as he aligned himself with your entrance, “Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me,” he muttered.

You barely had time to reply before he pushed in slowly, his thick cock stretching you in the most delicious way, filling you completely. Your fingers dug into his back, nails leaving angry red trails as your head fell back against the pillows.

“Christ, you're tight,” Arthur hissed, trying not to collapse on top of you from how good you felt around, “Fucking perfect.”

George leaned down stroking over your jaw carefully while the other trailed down your body, steadying you both. He watched your face like it was the only thing that mattered, his voice gentle despite the possessiveness humming through him, “That feel good, baby?”

“So good,” you whimpered, your voice wrecked.

Arthur rocked into you slow at first, the sound of your wet cunt bouncing through the room. You clenched around him without meaning to, the stretch too intense but mind-numbingly good at the same time. His mouth was back on your neck, teeth grazing your skin as he sped up, your bodies moving together in a steady rhythm.

George’s hand trailed further down to your core, fingers circling your clit in tight, practiced motions. The sensation of Arthur rutting into you and George’s fingers drawing maddening circles made your whole body feel like it was about to snap.

“Look at you,” George murmured, his lips brushing your ear, “Taking him so well. But I bet you can take more, yeah?”

Your breath hitched, already trembling, “Fuck, yes.”

“Good girl,” Arthur groaned, picking up the pace, lifting your hips to meet his desperate thrusts, “You’re doing so fucking good.”

George moved to lay next to, his chest pressed to your side, his cock hard against your hip. He kissed your cheek, then down your throat, hand still teasing your clit, “When he’s done, it’s my turn, love. You gonna let me ruin you too?”

You nodded, barely able to speak. Everything building. The pressure, the praise, the filthy words falling from their lips.

Arthur was close. You could feel it in the way his thrusts started to lose rhythm, in the ragged groans falling from his lips as he buried his face in your sternum.

“Shit. ‘m not gonna last,” he gasped, “Where?”

“In me,” you whispered, almost sobbing from how badly you needed to feel all of him, “Please.”

That was all it took. Arthur came with a loud, broken moan, his hips stuttering as he emptied into you, fingers bruising your waist, lips locked against your collarbone as he spilled inside you.

But even as he stilled, you weren’t granted even a moment of rest.

George was already pulling Arthur back, helping ease him out of you before taking his place between your thighs, voice rough and full of lust, “Still with us, baby?”

You nodded, dazed and fucked out but hungry for more, “Yes. Please. Want you.”

George lined himself up, slower, eyes never leaving yours. He pushed in inch by inch, filling you all over again, a deep groan falling from his throat as he bottomed out.

“Fuck, you're dripping,” he growled, looking at the mix of yours and Arthur’s cum leaking out of your in awe, “All because of us.”

Arthur laid beside you, his hand brushing your cheek as George started his deep and punishing movements, “You’re doing so well for us, sweetheart,” Arthur murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple, “Let him take care of you.”

And he did.

Every thrust from George hit deep, pushing you further into Arthur’s side as your nails raked down George’s back. You were stretched, full, and wrecked but your body screamed for more.

“Come for me,” George growled, his hand gripping your jaw, his forehead resting against yours, “Be our good girl. One more.”

You shattered all over again. Mouth gaped open as broken cries fell out, your entire body convulsing beneath him as he fucked you through it, every inch of your body trembling with the force of your release.

George followed soon after, a low groan vibrating into your skin as he came deep inside you, his hips rocking through it, your name broken on his tongue.

And when it was over, when the room was quiet. All that was heard was the ragged sounds of your breathing breathing, and the boys stayed close. Arthur pulled the duvet over the three of you, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder, and George wrapped a secure arm around your waist, burying his face in your neck.

No one said anything for a while. There was no need. You were theirs now. And they were yours.

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[adhd-riddled-crow]

This is really fucking old and I kinda hate it, only cause my style is so different with gacha now... (man this heads are huge, ugh... 💀) I am heavily aware of how cringe this will be, I also heavily suggest you skip 20 seconds in the beginning (Also FLASH WARNING! It even kills my eyes) or you will have to listen to a really cringe and frankly shit intro. (Why did I think it looked good?)

If you wanna know, I used the "who broke it" bit from Parks and Recreation. I love this meme, and I will most definitely make a tos version in the future. You can quote me on that 😌

Tagging my bestie cause they love sanders sides too: @shatnerihardlyknowher

[merry-fagoland]

neuvidain/furidain/both simultaneously has given me so many thoughts and im pissed at you about it. why did you give me thoughts. dain is a defensive street dog and neuv and furina won him over with food and shared hatred of celestia send tweet. im going to go drown myself in the primordial sea. GOD I LOVE THEM. I HOPE YOU WIN YOUR NEXT 50/50

hi anon. so originally i was gonna respond to this with my notes and list of neuvifuridain/furidain/neuvidain thoughts and headcanons but upon collecting them i realized that together it was over a few thousand words long. so ive split them up into a group of smaller posts for easier reading that are queued to go up over the next few days

have fun be yourself share in my delusion and spread propaganda heart emoji peace abd love

[hetheymerrill]

Does Minecraft incentivize killing golems though?

[sea-buns]

Holy fuck, man. What a trip Fearne has been on, huh?

You tell her how grateful you are to have her in your life, you flatter her, you tell her you need her, that you have to do this together. You have her make a promise that has this woman, born of chaos and fey, agreeing through shaking hands and a trembling voice.

You make her deceive your friends; you make her follow where they cannot know; you make her help you into this contraption; you make her feed this thing into you despite the fact that you both have been warned extensively of the risks. You make her watch you crumble and splinter and shatter and fracture and burst and implode. You make her watch you die, over and over and over and over, for a minute in agonizing bullet time.

You make her do all these things, because when she tries to back out, when she tries to not be the one who let you do this—how could you do this—

you tell her, "YOU PROMISED."

Because if there's one thing you know, it's that the fey do not break a promise.

[milkbreadtoast]

new Siwon doodle (OC)... I think I finally figured out how I want to draw his hair😳 I like how this came out hehe...🐶 excited bc i was able to solidify his design more...!!🥹

[localechoes]

oh god i didnt realise but the 1 yr anniversary of me starting tjis blog was this month (dec 6)!!! thanks to everyone for being here and leaving tags i appreciate you guys more than you will ever know.

[gay-artificer]

Okay I might not have anyone here whos able to contribute to this question but, in the past, I have used 'Hermaphrodite" as a purely scientific word, with heavy stressing that it is not to be confused with the definition of intersex or used to describe actual human beings under any circumstances. This is in part because I've never actually found a good term to replace it, as a lot of suggested terms are... unfitting or somewhat mismatched in a strictly scientific/biological sense. A lot of the suggested terms from more worldbuilding-focused individuals are used more (or strictly) for plants, or at least in 99% of contexts tend to be used for plants or describe slightly more specific things than just "Animal with both sexual systems at once." Plants as a whole have like... god, like ten different terms for various sexual setups because they can be stupidly complicated in a way that you just aren't likely to see with most animals, which tend to be more simplistic (at least slightly, lmao). There's also the slightly more niche issue that a lot of suggested alternatives address the topic from the strict goal of 'replace the word' and thus haven't yet spread to cover some of the specific forms that can apply too, although this would probably be a pretty easy fix if everyone can agree on a term, but at least as it is I still seems like everyone is split 5 different ways on which to use. In terms of fiction/casual use I've generally been defaulting to duel-sexed, which isn't an actual used term as far as I know, just because its pretty self descriptive and also wouldn't have some fringe specific scientific use- which is an issue I'd think you'd only really be bothered by if you were dipped in a lot of discussions about fringe animal biology- which is where I think a lot of suggestions from individuals more on the intersex activism side tend to fall when the terms they raise clash against niche situational biology things. Ive also used non-gonochoristic which is both clunkier and less easily picked up by less familiar individuals, but is also basically strictly 'animal' in use. Recently I've seen cosexual, which admittedly I seemed to have missed because yet again its a term where 99% of its use is isolated to plants, although it seems like there is a handful of uses cases that applied it specifically to animals (But still ultimately fall back on the other term in order to clarify the specifics). At least in terms of recent suggestions its probably the one I think would be most likely to pick up traction as a replacement, but its definitely still mired in the problematic terminology (In that basically everything I've seen use it only commits to using it alongside the other term, rather than attempt to replace it) and also still heavily plant related. Although not to the degrees of some of the popular suggestions like 'monoecious' which is a fairly common and well known word- but its specific relationship with other plant terminology makes it feel ill-fitted for the role when its not going to mixed with plant bullshit. Seriously look at this:

I've also seen bigenital suggested recently, which I frankly think is a much worse/weaker word both in terms of just, terminology and also its finer application. And then a handful of terms that just very blatantly have too much crossover with other things. Also a dozen other words that I've seen floating around over the years, but they definitely exist as mostly peoples personal suggestions/solutions and not ones with any real traction. It's a problem I've seen repeatedly brought up, but have yet to actually see any sort of formal correction take hold. And I think part of that is almost certainly a bit of a clash between nerds trying to maintain the specific definitions of things in an area where theres already a lot of confusing overlap, Activists who rightfully want get things changed but aren't clued in as hard to more niche scientific terminology concerns like "This is specifically for plants who have a specific type of reproduction system organization with their flowers, and thus doesn't quiet work for something that doesn't have multiple sets of genitals in different arrangements as most animals do" and well meaning scientists who want to avoid the word and try using alternatives but ultimately fall back on the one people know and that they know scientifically describes the thing they want to describe even if it also carries a historically negative connotation with it. Which is where I'm realizing I've kinda been sitting, because things really haven't shifted once you sit down and read the stuff that gets put out, and unlike some... other words its specific use case is a bit less easily swapped out with synonyms. So you just fall back in on the less ideal but accepted within the bubble youre working in term. So I guess the question is, has anyone here actually seen something make some ground past just sort of 'this would be a nice replacement'? I'd frankly love if I've just somehow missed a big shift in language in the scientific community, but so often I just see people claim that one term is the new standard when its like... standard in that its used heavily in botany, and there generally is a split between botany and zoology in terms of terminology that people would want to maintain. (God don't let anyone tell you 'male and female' are the only options or bring up that stupid 'its 1st grade biology' bullshit. The world is so stupidly complicated and this would not be an issue if it was so simple but unfortunately we need terminology for all the weird shit exclusively found in three species of cactus) Anyway, I typed this whole thing up kinda just to see if anyone else had yet more terms they've seen around or even used actually properly in a scientific paper, and its a whole mess thats been bothering me with specbio for years and at the end of typing this I'm honestly just hoping more that cosexed/cosexual catches on. I think it forms a nice trifecta with perisexed/intersexed/cosexed. And hey, maybe it has caught on more in the sex and gender side of things (let me know if so, if you happen to be more familiar with that) cause I certainly am more clued in to the non-human biology stuff which is where you get weird things one single species of rose has decided to do we now have to name. On a lighter note. God I hate plants. They give me headaches.

[archiveofourpwn]

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[night-creeps]

Its so funny being someone who looks at the trending tab regularly, cause I can absolutely tell Tumblr still randomly suppresses political tags or anything they deem political

[wolfwarrior142]

hii um this may sound totally weird but i was just wondering, and you totally dont have to answer if you're not comfortable, but was it really hard to do the schooling to become a nurse? did you have to do any residency the way doctors do? did you have to do a lot of hard chemistry classes in school?

im just a college student who's trying to switch majors and i just needed some advice and i keep seeing that you're a licensed nurse and you can totally shut me up now.

again dont answer if you're not comfortable, no worries!

Hello! Oh it's totally fine to ask! Nothing wrong with it at all. I'm no expert on this and may not give the most helpful or concise answer, but I will try my best. And you're more than welcome to also message me to ask more about it, I'm happy to say what I know (and imma post this so other people who may be curious can read it too).

I'll be totally honest. Nursing school is worth kt for those who are interested in the field, but it is also extremely taxing to most people. Depending on your school, you will take 1-2 years of prerequisits, then 2-4 years depending on if the school has an associates or bachelor program. If the school has only an associates program, you will most likely need to complete 2 years beyond that school to earn your bachelor's. Most hospitals prefer or even require RNs to have a bachelor's degree, so unless you work at facility that's desperate for staff or don't want as broad of job options, you'll need the bachelor's. So that's 4 years in actual nursing school, plus 1-2 years of prerequisits if you don't already have some done.

For what prereqs you'll need, that depends on your school. Chemistry was by far one of the hardest prereqs I took, and statistics suuuucks. I'm usually decent with math, but stats has SO much word problems that it's just as much deciphering written problems as it is math. Its very confusing, and the teacher I took it with was new so she didn't have the best grasp on explaining stuff yet. Definitely recommend finding someone to work with in that class cuz you may need the extra brainpower to figure shit out.

Anatomy and Physiology really depends on where you go. Some places have great teachers for it, some have decent ones, some have teachers that make you wonder if the teacher only got their degree so they could torture and shit on students (I had the latter. Our teacher's average class grade was a C. When she started, most people failed the class. And she was proud that her students had such low grades. She made it seem like it was out fault, despite the fact that basically everyone had shit grades in her class. I'm pretty sure I somehow passed with a low B and I hated that class).

That's only some of the prereqs, there are many more and they depend on the school. Thankfully a lot of schools are good about transferring credits between institutions, so if you took the class at a different places the credit should still be mostly good.

Now for the actual program. Do objective research on what nursing school is actually like, preferably from people who have actually done it. Look at multiple sources. Ask students at the place you'd take it at if possible. Get an idea of what it's like. Then think on it for a while and decide if you're willing to deal with that.

Nursing school is tough. It kicks your ass. It changes you as a person, both by making you more nurse-oriented and just as a person in general. It is very worth it, but it is also very intense and taxing for most people. If you are truly hesitant on if you want to pursue it, don't. At least not for right now. I'm serious. Nursing school takes a ton of work, and if your heart isn't in it you may have an extremely hard time passing. Or may not pass at all. And if you are any kind of neurodivergent, you'll likely have an even harder time. Trust me, I know.

Most nursing teachers are nice or at least chill. Some are mean. Some are absolute assholes. Doesn't mean they won't be beneficial, but they may make things harder for you. If they offer to help, then take em up on that offer when needed. There's a lot of things that take a lot of practice and studying to understand, and if theyre willing to help explain shit, that can make it easier. Besides, we were taught early on that being curious and asking questions and vital for nursing. You'll ALWAYS be learning new things, no matter how long you've been a nurse. And while you're in school, teachers who are willing to help you when needed are lifesavers. But be prepared that most of em will not help a ton as they do not want to hold your hand.

Find friends to study/work on stuff with. Figure out your learning style (hearing, reading, writing, hands on, a combo, etc). Develop a studying technique, and be prepared that you may need to alter it. Be prepared to spend most of your days engrossed in reading stuff for classes, as otherwise you're not gonna learn enough and you'll struggle. However, youtube videos from credible sources can really help.

The tests are brutal. They're different than most tests. There's literally a whole textbook made to help you figure out how to properly understand and answer NCLEX questions for a reason. There's a whole damn process on how to answer NCLEX questions. There have been many times where while answering questions at work for training (questions that are given to Medical Assistants (MA) as well as nurses), my MA coworkers will be confused by the question and why there's multiple right answers. And I just laugh and say "Oh I can immediately tell from the style of this question that it was written by an RN in NCLEX style. I'm so sorry." Questions on nursing tests are a whole other breed of questions, and that's because they help your brain think through things in a way that is beneficial when dealing with real pts. Which is useful, but also a pain in the ass.

You will HAVE to get used to understanding the process of stuff rather than just memorizing a single answer. Rarely are questions just about remembering a simple answer. They're mostly about understanding a process of how something works, and using that knowledge in the context of the question to answer it. If that makes sense. Like I said, nursing school rewires your brain. And when it actually works and you realize you're able to think about stuff and process it in that way, it is SO rewarding.

There's a lot. Nursing school is intense. Like I said, if you're truly hesitant and have strong doubts, don't commit to it for now. You have to be truly determined to give nursing school your best shot to start it, because if you're hesitant then you're mentally not gonna be as prepared as you should be to complete it. You still can, but it'll be difficult as shit and there's a solid chance you may not be able to.

I HIGHLY recommend getting a job in healthcare first if you don't have much experience with as a healthcare professional and are hesitant on if you want to do it or not. You can earn your CNA license, or go a step above and earn your MA license. Then work in a setting where you get to utilize that license. Then if you do decide to advance to get a nursing degree, you'll have a major leg up as you'll have medical knowledge and experience that will be very beneficial. Besides, many programs require students to earn a CNA license first, so you'll probably have to anyway.

There is nothing at all wrong with waiting a few years to get into nursing school. Tbh, a lot of my classmates were in their mid to late 20s or older and they seemed to have an easier time than us younger people did. They had their head on their shoulders better. They had an easier time focusing in school it seemed. Plenty of my classmates were also my age or younger and also did very well, but it really seems that being a bit older helps for a lot of people in nursing school. And the more prior medical experience they had, the easier it was for them.

I will fully admit that I didn't complete Registered Nursing school. There were multiple things that made me withdraw when I did. But I completed enough to obtain my Licensed Practical Nurse license (in my RN program, it's the first full year and first quarter of second year, as what is taught there is essentially equivalent to what an LPN class it). So I didn't finish yet, but I'm still making use of what I did learn. And after a few years, I plan to complete an LPN to RN bridge course. Currently I'm working as an LPN in a clinic to help build my knowledge in prep of that, and because my LPN license is still extremely useful and shows that I did at least something. Doesn't stop the absolutely raging imposter syndrome, but at least I am still a nurse and have something to show for what I did complete of nursing school (I withdraw close to the end of 2nd quarter of 2nd year, so after almost 5 quarters in. Just 1 quarter shy of a full RN license, which sucks, but I was struggling SO bad).

Do research. A lot of it. Look into what nursing school is like and what is required at the school you want to go to for it/at the school you're currently at. Nursing school is not for the faint of heart and it is not an easy degree. Some schools are a TON easier, but those schools tend to also not teach their students as well and produce people who have a harder time passing the NCLEX as a result. My program was very tough to get into, with hundreds of students applying each year and only 150 being chosen. And they grilled us HARD. But the harder programs tend to also produce more knowledgeable nurses. Hell, I passed my PN-NCLEX first try after only having to complete half the test before the computer program determined I didn't need to do anymore because of the score I already had (there's an algorithm that runs during the test that gives you harder or easier questions depending on if you get them right or wrong, respectively, and eventually it ends the test early if it determines that you've answered enough that you'd either pass/fail the rest of the test if you were to finish it. If that makes sense. It's super cool). And I hardly studied before the test because I was a nervous wreck (thankfully you can take it multiple times with not penalty except cost, which is SO comforting). And I like to think that the way my program taught us helped me have an easier time passing. Compared to some other people I know, who completed their whole nursing program from other schools and had to take the RN-NCLEX multiple times before they could pass it. The programs that are easier to get into are also easier to complete, which is SO nice, but they'll also probably leave you less prepared for the standardized state NCLEX test and nursing in general.

Still absolutely nothing wrong with completing an easier program, tho. You can only learn so much in nursing school and you leave it with only a basic knowledge of nursing in general. They cram a LOT into your brain and make you drink it from a fire hose, but there's SO much about nursing that is learned after you graduate. And you'll always be learning. ALWAYS. So the program you choose is only a starting point. Just your choice which one you go for.

I'm sorry, that's a lot. Nursing is a LOT. There's a reason why one of the phrases I adopted and used a TON in nursing school was, "It'll be worth it in the end, but god at what cost." (Also started and still frequently use "It's better to be safe than sorry.") It was tough, and I'm not super looking forward to when I complete my RN degree. But for those who are determined enough, it is so, so worth it. Its impossible to know what it'll be like until you're there, but just know it takes a lot of determination and accepting that it'll kick your ass. Your life will be Nursing School Only while in the program. You will leave a changed person. But if you're willing to do it, especially after doing some of your own research into it, I highly recommend it. It kicked my ass but I don't regret it for a second, and I definitely want to complete my RN at some point.

I'm driven to help people and have always wanted to do something in a medical field (animal or human), and nursing is one of the main ways I saw myself doing that. And even with my LPN license, I'm still in a position to help people. I have helped some people and always strive to do so when possible. I have no regrets. And despite how hard it is, I highly recommend at least considering it if it speaks to you as well. It is not a light, easy decision, but it's a worth-while one if you choose it and set your mind to it.

[piecesofchess]

So after four years of keeping it up, I've deleted my promotional post for the Kane's Court Discord server. The invite link doesn't work anymore, and I have no clue if the server got deleted or my invitation was removed. Either way, I can't update the link, so down it goes.

Just wanted to thank my older followers, friends, and mutuals who may have been in my Server during its prime, and shared their art/presence there. Tower and I both left our own server after some time, but I'll always cherish the memories and friends I made there.

[lorisystem]

The nicest person in the world is the lady who helped me tie my shoes at 5ish years old so i could go play during recess. (I elaborated in the tags but theyre fairly long,,) -???

[adlibitur]

getting high and solving differential equations as a treat to myself

[mercuryislove]

I haven't written in over a week and yes it's killing me but I've taken it upon myself to read EVERY draft I've written in its entirety and by god it's killing me lol

[lookwhatyoumademelou]

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